Eenee, meanee, minee, moe, I choose you..(completed)

[Nolan Detta]

Nolan took off his boots as he followed her inside her quarters. Her kisses were sweeter than the wine, and with the same intensity of the stout they had in the bar.

Once inside the room, wherever she was currently, her next position would under him on the bed, he would lay her down, kissing her the whole way.

Her dark brown hair would be strewn about the bed as he kissed his way down to her stomach where he removed her pants. Softly kissing and caressing her body from foot back up to her neck, he licked lightly at her skin around her neck. His hands would weave their way to her breasts and thighs and he writhed in the seduction of her presence...

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[Satine Detta]

In the dimly lit room the two found ways to push the other to moments of such intensity that Satine was sure she would vaporize with a single touch. The sheen of sweat coated them as they delved into the soft sensitive folds of each other trailing kisses upon the skin tantalizing the senses. She could feel his muscles tense and cord with each movement. His breath heated her skin his touch pushed her to the edge of oblivion.

She purred his name as her fingers intertwined with his holding on as if he were the meaning of life the giver of the very breath that flowed through her. The words spoken in heated passion as lips bruised sought each other drew the two closer to the edge of release.

His kisses brought her higher till the moment she could no longer bear it as she melted and reformed under his touch. Clinging her finger curled around his unable to let go she clung to him riding out the waves that rolled through her. Satine buried her face into his neck. "Nolan" her voice near desperate with passion.

 

[Nolan Detta]

Nolan felt his body tremble and tingle. His skin covered in a layer of thin condensation, Satine's breath, cold as ice on his neck where she buried her face. The pressure he thrusted into her was mounting as he leaned back, grabbing her gently by the nape of the neck, he pressed in a deep kiss at the same time as he thrust into her clenching body.

Nolan could feel the floodgates overflowing, the pair ebbed and flowed together in the waves of passion that washed over them both. He kept going until the pressure was too much, I can't hold back any longer, I have...to...let it out...Together...Satine...

Nolan pushed deeper into the her soul, into her being, into his own soul. He felt the intensity of the tension, it pushed him deeper into Satine's presence.

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[Satine Detta]

Harmony of one soul reaching out and finding another that understood. Ecstasy filled them both as he said he could no longer hold on she could feel her own body pleading until that moment where neither were separate but in one voice the final ultimate moment where both knew not where one began, and the other ended. The climatic finish filled the room the effort each endeavored to pour out upon the other was met and reciprocated until each lay spent entangled with the other.

Her long brown hair was drenched, tips lay flattened against her skin, her cheeks were rosy red she was glowing, her skin tingled she felt more alive at this moment then when she had awoke this morning after a full night's sleep.

The rising temperature that they had shared was cooling Satine could still hear and feel Nolan's heart beat under the palm of her hand. She was tired, sweaty, and parched the way she wanted to feel had hoped to feel.

She nuzzled him gently as her breathing became easier, she could not help but smile. Nolan had proven exactly what kind of male he was. She looked over at him he was resplendent.

She lay close wanting him to know that she was more than content, that she wanted him near to her even after she wanted to lay within the crook of his arm with her hand resting there on his chest as she watched his chest rise and fall. Words were at time meaningless it was actions that spoke volumes.

She hoped that her action spoke the volumes she wanted him to know at this moment. She raised her hand a fraction to be able to stroke his chest, lightly finger tips touched scars, and tattoos.

Need however had a way of pushing its own agenda, she needed water. "Thirsty?" She asked rather sleepily but she knew her own body.

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[Nolan Detta]

Nolan rolled to his back, the eruption of the finale had sent shivers down his spine and electricity through his brain. He felt Satine curl into him almost immediately, she wasn't over the moment, and neither was Nolan. He wanted nothing more than to lay there for eternity. Until...she mentioned her thirst... "Good idea." He realized how thirsty he was as well.

He gently rolled out from Satine's touch, not wanting to disturb the comfort he enjoyed in contact with Satine. Nolan moved to the cold storage, found an ice cold water and brought it back to Satine. He slid next to her, sitting up in the bed, opened the container and handed it to her. He then, slid his hand over her shoulder, caressing it as she drank. He couldn't help but stare at her, all of her.

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[Satine Detta]

She was greatly he had gone for the water, "thank you" She took it from him his hand slid over her shoulder she moved closer giving him a hmm how will you take this look. She straddled him so that she could be close very close.

"So, the contract for the Hutt is for five different people. Is there" She reached over her hand rubbed his chest, "a way for me to get you to work them with me." Against tradition but knowing she would enjoy his company and get to know him more "I will go 50 50 with you plus the option to share this room with me. "

She sighed taking her hand away, " I really enjoyed what we just did" She leaned forward and kissed him gently. "But don't let that influence you." She sat back so that he could see her and she him

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[Nolan Detta]

Nolan's head swam with the aftershock of the experience that he just. He contemplated Satine's proposal. He reveled in the thought of working with her then celebrating after.

"Well I can't honestly say that this isn't going to influence me, but I'm always down for some action... I'll tell you what, 60/40 you and the bed. I'm here to help, and what could be better than kicking ass with a gorgeous, badass, and sexy woman like you."


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[Satine Detta]

"Well truth be told. Nothing unless you want to think about the things I can do to you nightly" She was happy he accepted well then. I will get us fuelled and stocked."

She tilted her head slightly, "are you set for weapons? And how do you prefer to work close and personal or distance" what she was asking was with contracts did he like the sniper approach or hands on. "I tend to judge circumstances first"

It felt good to be able to talk about work with someone who could relate to it. And make suggestions. He was mandalorian after all and they were well known for their skills. However it seemed they neglected to document all their skills.

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[Nolan Detta]

Nolan placed his hand on Satine's cheek, he smiled back. He felt right at home talking with her, and seeing her curvatiousness whilst doing so was quite the bonus as well. He felt a real connection, and what better than a working partner was there than one whom understood you on a more intimate level.

"Every night? Now I may have to make up contracts if that's the kind of deal we are going with. As for my style, the dragon should give you clues into my combat styling. As for weapons, I have what I need, aside from ammo when necessary, I'm set... And just to warn you, I am known as the Mandalorian Wrecking Ball...so if you have a habit of being clean, I will do my best not to uphold my title."

He scooted closer to her, kiss her lightly, and looked into her eyes, for the first time, he was letting his walls down. "As long as we get the target, and you're the one with me, I think I'll be just fine." He caressed her legs, "What say we clean up a bit, get dressed, only if you want to though, then let's head out for our first mark." He smiled again, obviously checking Satine's frame for all of its perfections.

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[Satine Detta]

She rubbed her cheek against his hand taking great delight and comfort in his touch. "Wrecking ball hmm well we shall see what reputation you have." She studied him memorizing his features, taking note of every scar of every tattoo. "Will you tell me about these" she touched his scars and then the tattoo. "One night. " She could only now see how much he had gone through to get them.

"We can clean up and go. The first is a rodian, the second a bothan. I didn't look at the others" She slid her hand down his side. The feel of his skin beneath her fingers was a comfort.

"I think the bothan to be easier. But the rodian a challenge. Let us look for the bothan first. I prefer a challenge fir tomorrow so that we can see once again how the other operates. Agreed?"



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[Nolan Detta]

I'll tell you anything you want to know, soon. Bothan, sounds good...He looked suggestively at Satine...Save water, shower with me...?


He stood from the bed and offered his hand to Satine. He was delighted to begin work, and to do it alongside Satine. He looked around the room for the shower, he wondered how close they would be in there.


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[Satine Detta]

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"Oh I'm all for conservation" She reached out and took his hand the refresher would hold them both with only a but of room to spare enough for washing and some movement.

Satine liked his train of thought. This was a learning experience for her. She walked towards him appreciative of all she saw. And wondering what else would he show her. She began to lead him to the refresher. "Hope you like my shampoo Nolan."

Nolan to smell like flowers made her giggle. Off her quarters into the refresher she turned on the water. "Shall I go in first?" She said while moving into the warm water. Within moment's she was soaked looking at him. With. A terrible longing growing.

 

[Nolan Detta]

Smelling like you would be a thousand times better than how I smell normally.

He followed Satine to the refresher, watching her enter the water, her skin become the conduit for the water to reach the ground, it was bringing the swell of lust back to the surface. He entered the shower slowly, allowing for enough room to be made. Nolan leaned into Satine, kissing her deeply, allowing the water to rush over his body as well. He reached out to close the refresher door, allowing the steam to cover the edges of the pair. One could not see where Nolan ended and Satine began.

Running his hand all over her body, he grabbed the shampoo with the other, flipping the top, he readied it for her. As much fun as they had getting dirty, Nolan would show Satine the delights of getting clean as well...

His open hand made its way down her backside and grasped her playfully.

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[Satine Detta]

Shadows moved behind the fogged doors, a single hand reached out flattened against the door as he reached for her kissing her she had felt parched until the moment his lips touched hers. How had such desire built in just a few steps. She could not help but to laugh slightly her other hand grabbed the soap and began the task of rubbing the soap on his skin. She had helped make him dirty, she would help to clean him up.

She heard the top pop on the shampoo she waited...as she worked on him. It slid easily with the water foaming up, "don't let me fall Nolan" It would be embarassing for them to fall in the shower. She could feel the heat of the water as it rained down on her, she could also feel the heat of his hand on her backside. She looked up giving him that you are a bad boy look.

She was not accustomed to this really, the playfulness the no need for explanations just simple acceptance. She could not believe it she stopped and then without warning she kissed Nolan with the same passion that he had kissed her with, she encircled her arms around his neck still holding the soap.

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[Nolan Detta]

Satine's kiss brought forth the desire he held even from their prior interactions. Cold shampoo slid off his hand, onto her back, as best he could, Nolan replaced the shampoo, entangled his own arms about Satine's slippery, wet, and enticing body. The emotion turned from playful to passionate as he lightly lifted Satine and traded places, putting himself in the stream of water and her back against the refresher wall.

Nolan pressed gently into her, applying a little more pressure until there was barely a gap between the two. He, still kissing her intently, grabbed her legs and lifted her off her feet. Now supporting her full weight, he pressed ever so delicately into her being...

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[Satine Detta]

She tried not to cry out her hands stayed encircled around his neck the refresher water casaded down over the both of them. She held tightly to him whispering in his ear words of encouragement.

The waves of movement rustled the rising fog her finger laced up through his hair holding him to her while she remained a fixture wrapped tightly about him. Their movements equalled that raging water that crashed over them. There were soft words spoken between words that lovers often spoke when fulfilling the desires of the other, words that made the blood boil, and breathing hard to draw. Satine whispered such words to Nolan to play with his senses to heighten them to make him catch his breath and hold her tight.

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[Nolan Detta]

Words filled Nolan's ears, words that urged him deeper into the thrall of Satine's embrace. Her quiet cries, encouraging Nolan not to stop. The swell inside his stomach, like a glass of sparkling candy had been dumped into his center, drew him to and fro, within the grasp of her legs. The steam of the refresher filled the cabin, along with the passion and lust.

As her hand ran through his hair, he could feel a chill streak down his spine, bring him deeper...

Nolan ran a hand up her thigh, to her waist, up her side and to the nape of Satine's neck, where he held onto her hair. Soap and shampoo filled the air with their scents, as Nolan attempted to breath deeply, his senses were completely filled by Satine. Her smell, touch, taste, her visage and voice embedded itself on his soul and brain. Etched like a laser to stone, he felt her, she wasn't leaving his mind.

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[Satine Detta]

Embrace me my sweet embraceable you​

Embrace me, you irreplaceable you​

Just one look at you
My heart grew tipsy in me
You and you alone
Bring out the gypsy in me

I love all the many charms about you
Above all, I want these arms about you


There was no forgetting this each time they connected on the most intimate of levels Satine felt of him melting into her the very act that he poured out on her was possessing her she responded with ardour she trembled from the excitement. His muscles so taut held her tightly, his legs bore her weight so easily. Was he bashert? She could not think straight and before long her voice climbed higher to match the growing feelings from the very core of her being.

She began to beg him calling name over and over each accompanied by the whines of of demand. She wanted to possess him such was her demand for more.

She tilted her head back and let loose such a sound of relief that anyone passing may have heard, She then turned her attention back to him she wanted the same for him, the same reactions, the same outcomes, the same low calling sounds of want and desire.

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[Nolan Detta]

Satine's cries turned Nolan on further, he was close...

He turned to her neck, biting gently in a few places. His right hand planted against the wall, while his left was in the crook of her back grabbing on to her wet, soaped skin. He had poured himself into her fully, and even now, he couldn't contain himself any longer.


With his breath heavy and his spine tingling with the intense rush of exuberance that rained down to his toes. He opened his mouth and released an audible gasp as he peaked with Satine, her moans and breathy words were enough to make him want to lose his mind. Like that extreme satisfaction, his head swelled with the eruption of pleasure between the pair. He leaned into her, drained yet ecstatic.


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[Satine Detta]

He was imprinted upon her she would know him anywhere now, she knew the curve of his muscles, the softness of his lips, the huskiness of his voice, his strength, and the sound of his every breath.

She had been like the desert parched and arid, he had made her an oasis fertile and soft. She turned her face to where she could kiss his ear. She smiled with contentment thinking much more of this and there will be no walking anywhere.

She rubbed his back lovingly staying there protected by him like this. "Nolan ner cyar'ika" yes she knew a few words of mandalorian and to call him beloved right now seemed only fitting. "I love what you're doing to me" she whispered her voice sultry warm, like silk on the tongue.

"We can stay here tonight and do this till neither one of us can move and go after the target in the morning if you want." She kissed his ear again, "Or we can get dressed go after the Bothan, and then come back here and do this till morning till we search for the rodian" She hugged him tight again. "and sometime I want you to tell me of your Clan" She pressed against him again, she stroked the back of his neck, "I will tell you of mine" If they were going to work together and play together they should know the things that are important to them.

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